An emperor in his later years is summoned by his sister to save the nation's fate.

He was none other than Xiao Fan, a member of the Xiao family. As the oppressive aura of the three quasi-emperors swept across the land, everyone in the Primordial Holy Land felt threatened.

"Where is Gu Qingcheng?" Xiao Zhantian stood with his hands behind his back, his voice booming like thunder in the sky above the Primordial Holy Land, causing many low-level disciples to vomit blood.

Deep within the sacred land, a stream of light shot into the sky. The newcomer was an elderly man with white hair, the current Holy Lord of the Primordial Sacred Land, Ji Kongnie.

He possessed the cultivation of a Great Saint, yet he still felt as if he were being pricked by thorns in the back of three Quasi-Emperors.

Ji Kongnie suppressed his unease and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, three Quasi-Emperors. My ancestor is currently in seclusion and does not receive guests. May I ask what brings you three here today?"

"Seclusion?" Xiao Zhantian sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "Very well, my purpose in coming here today is not entirely for Gu Qingcheng."

Three years ago, my Xiao family's prodigy, Xiao Fan, was publicly jilted by your Taichu Holy Land's Holy Maiden, Li Qingyue. Such a disgrace is something my Xiao family will never swallow.

At that time, Xiao Fan and Li Qingyue made a three-year promise. Today, we are here to witness that promise!

After hearing this, Ji Kongnie understood perfectly that the so-called three-year agreement was nothing more than a high-sounding pretext used by the other party!

Their true purpose was to force the ancestor to reveal himself.

If we continue to be so aggressive today and the Ancestor still doesn't show himself, then it means that the Ancestor has truly reached the point of exhaustion.

Once this fact is confirmed, the Primordial Holy Land will likely be completely divided up by these three ferocious forces!

However, Ji Kongnie knew better than anyone else that the ancestor's life force had indeed weakened to the extreme. Even if he forced himself out of seclusion, there was absolutely no way he could fight against these three quasi-emperors who were at the peak of their vitality.

Left with no other choice, he could only grit his teeth and try his best to stall for time.

"Since this is an agreement between juniors, my Primordial Holy Land will naturally not avoid the battle. The three of you, please enter the Holy Land's training ground."

Ji Kongnie turned to the side and activated a corner of the sect's protective formation.

In the primordial holy land, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena was tense and ready to fight.

The black-robed youth, Xiao Fan, stood quietly in the center of the arena.

He lowered his head slightly, his thumb habitually rubbing a dark, antique ring on his right index finger, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Three years ago, when he was considered a useless person who could not cultivate by the entire clan, his fiancée Li Qingyue forcefully broke off their engagement in front of all the major powers.

That day, he endured the most vicious ridicule in the world.

But he did not succumb to despair. On the very night of the annulment of the engagement, a phantom soul suddenly floated out of the ring in his hand.

The man called himself "Master Yao". Master Yao told him that he was not a useless body at all, but a legendary ancient holy body that was rare throughout the ages!

However, his sacred body is bound by nine invisible shackles of the Great Dao.

It was precisely because these nine shackles blocked his meridians that he was unable to absorb spiritual energy and behaved like a useless person.

Only by constantly breaking free of shackles can the Holy Body advance triumphantly, ultimately achieving physical sainthood and suppressing an era!

Over the past three years, under the secret guidance of the old doctor and through countless life-and-death experiences, Xiao Fan not only successfully broke the shackles of the Five Sacred Bodies, but also soared his cultivation to the Divine Power Realm!

Before this trip to the Primordial Holy Land, the family head, Xiao Zhantian, had privately promised him that if he could defeat Li Qingyue in today's battle and severely humiliate the Primordial Holy Land, he would immediately be established as the true divine son of the Xiao family upon returning, and the entire family's resources would be devoted to nurturing him.

Moreover, Elder Yao had confidently told him that deep within this Primordial Holy Land lay a tremendous opportunity that could help him break the shackles of the sixth Holy Body! Once he broke just one more shackle, he could directly step into the Ascension Realm!

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan raised his head and looked intently ahead.

Opposite him, Li Qingyue slowly floated down, dressed in a flowing, snow-white dress with wide sleeves, her clothes fluttering as if she were untouched by worldly affairs.

She was stunningly beautiful, with skin as white as snow, and especially her pair of clear, cold eyes, which seemed to hold a crescent moon.

Li Qingyue's aura was extremely cold and aloof, like a fairy from the moon palace in the heavens.

What's even more alarming is her cultivation level: she's at the peak of the ninth level of Feather Transformation, just one step away from the Dao-Slaying Realm.

As the Holy Maiden of the Primordial Holy Land, possessing the rare Taiyin Body, she is undoubtedly a true prodigy among the younger generation of the entire Eastern Wilderness.

"Xiao Fan, I said three years ago that you and I are not from the same world."

Li Qingyue's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion: "Since you insist on humiliating yourself today, I will grant your wish."

Meanwhile, in the endless starry sky beyond the Eastern Wilderness.

"stop."

Lu Li spoke calmly, and the nine enormous black dragons instantly stopped in their tracks, the pitch-black imperial chariot hovering steadily in the starry sky.

Lu Li sat upright on the throne, his mysterious double pupils completely ignoring the distance in space and the layers upon layers of defensive formations of the Primordial Holy Land, allowing him to see the scene on the martial arts arena clearly.

"Interesting." Lu Li's expression held a hint of mockery.

He casually raised his hand.

"Buzz!"

The spiritual energy in the starry sky quickly gathered and transformed into a huge light screen inside the imperial carriage, simultaneously reflecting the scene and sound of the martial arts arena of the Primordial Holy Land.

Shen Miaoyin, who had been standing beside Lu Li, saw the scene on the light screen, especially when she saw Li Qingyue, and a solemn look flashed in her eyes.

Because of her extraordinary talent and the presence of the Yin Body, Li Qingyue was exceptionally accepted as a closed-door disciple by her master, Gu Qingcheng.

Therefore, according to seniority, this high and mighty saintess is actually Shen Miaoyin's junior sister.

"Miaoyin," Lu Li leaned back in his chair, asking lazily, "who do you think has a better chance of winning this so-called three-year agreement?"

Upon hearing the question from the Eternal Night Emperor, Shen Miaoyin hesitated slightly.

Although she could tell that the boy named Xiao Fan seemed to be hiding a secret, the huge gap in their cultivation levels was undeniable.

"Replying to Senior..."

Shen Miaoyin answered truthfully: "My junior sister, Li Qingyue, possesses the Taiyin Body and her cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of Feather Transformation."

As for Xiao Fan, judging from his aura, he has only just entered the Divine Power Realm.

The two are separated by an entire major realm; in my humble opinion... Xiao Fan will surely be defeated within three moves!

Upon hearing this answer, Lu Li shook his head slightly.

"Don't even mention three moves, even ten moves, your junior sister still couldn't defeat Xiao Fan."

"Why?" Shen Miaoyin asked, puzzled. Lu Li did not explain directly.

Deep within his double pupils, chaotic energy surged. In his eyes, the black-robed youth Xiao Fan was no ordinary cultivator at the Divine Power Realm.

Within his physical body, it was as if a golden dragon was lurking, an ancient holy body capable of suppressing the Heavenly Tyrant Body!